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DIRECTIONS/MISDIRECTIONS

Written by: Barry Tebb | Biography
 I sit inside the train of tears

The station mellow in shade

Unoriginal phrases air-brush the canvas.
Puzzling minds I wonder If all are like my own Closed to stillness.
From girders hang the acrobats of gone Pearl grey Whistlers.
We sat on A train like this once, you and I, Face to face but travelling In opposite directions- Or was it you alone I watched depart, Stood on the platform edge, anxious and alert?



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